He longed for his love.
He needed no emotions. The moment he felt any, death was all that awaited him.
He was like an angel fallen from heaven, yet ethereal and unreal.
Faint glimmers shone in the pitch-black night sky.
Zhi Ming's heart was shrouded in darkness, as if swallowed by it.
The person he loved had never once looked his way. There had never been even a glimmer of light in his heart.
Because he had no heart.
A heart stirred, yet could not find peace.
The unfeeling seemed to feel, and the feeling seemed unfeeling. The two intertwined in a tangled, complicated knot with no solution.
Scalding tears fell without anything to hide them, as if reminding him that this love was already gone.
Note: My writing is at kindergarten level. It can be sweet or angsty, and please don't think too hard while reading. The author swallowed the logic, so don't take any of it seriously.
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